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" Trust Me "
J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League
Every time I go, they keep telling me no
And life's travelling fast all around you, whispers about my past
I can tell you anything I want
But I'd rather rewrite my wrongs if I'm allowed to
So let me know if you can trust me
If you can trust me, then trust me
If you can trust me baby
If you can trust me, then trust me
This your moment baby, I'm just trying not to miss it
You just gotta keep it 100 with all your bitches
Tell 'em that you fucking with a thug who got a pistol
That sip codeine and made a quarter million of a chickens
But you know every boy gotta man up
And what's the point of fucking if we can't love?
I wonder she's right
I know I broke her heart now, now I understand her
I know that she wanna forgive but I know better she'll never forget it
All of the people that's all in her head, wish she could make up her mind with decisions
Already heard that she fucked with a player, told me she never would fuck with a player
Even when I was that nigga in jail, one visitation but never no mail
Every time I go, they keep telling me no
And life's travelling fast all around you, whispers about my past
I can tell you anything I want
But I'd rather rewrite my wrongs if I'm allowed to
So let me know if you can trust me
If you can trust me, then trust me
If you can trust me baby
If you can trust me, then trust me
" Remember My Name "
I need your touch, but your hands are locked away
I hear your voice, you've got nothing left to say
I'll take this scar off my heart
I'll take this bullet, I'll take it for love
So if the lights in the sky come crashing down
I still can find your love even in the crowd
But will you remember me?
Will you remember my name? (Ooh-ooh)
Remember my name (Ooh-ooh)
Will you remember my name? (Oh-oh)
Remember my name
I love you, I love you, I love you
Remember my—
I love you, I love you, love you
Remember my name
I love you, I love you, love you
Remember my—
I love you, I love you, I love you
Remember my name
I need your kiss, but your lips are far away
So I have no choice, so I guess I'll have to steal your love away
And I'll take this scar from my heart, bang-bang
I take this bullet (Bang-bang), I take it for love (Bang-bang)
I take it for love (Bang-bang), I'll take it for us
Will you remember my name? (My name, my name, my name)
Remember my name (My name, my name)
Will you remember my name? (My name, my name, my name)
Oh, remember my name (My name)
I love you, I love you, I love you
Remember my—
I love you, I love you, love you
Remember my name
I love you, I love you, love you
Remember my—
I love you, I love you, I love you
Remember my name
Floating above the clouds and sky, wishing upon a falling star
Hoping my love hasn't forgotten my name
It's automatic this attraction, this love is so strong
Two birds up above, baby, wishing we could float off
And we can fly higher, babe, higher babe
Higher babe, higher babe, higher babe
Just fly higher, babe, higher babe
Higher babe, higher babe
All gas, no breaks, I just wanna levitate
All gas, no breaks, I just wanna levitate
All gas, no breaks, I just wanna levitate
Just wanna levitate, I just wanna levitate
Will you remember my name? (My name, my name, my name, remember my name)
Remember my name (My name, my name, remember my name)
Will you remember my name? (Oh-oh, my name, my name)
Remember my name (My name)
Remember my—
Remember my name
Remember my—
Remember my name
" Shabba "
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Mike WiLL Made-It
My niggas, we fuck up some commas
Oh, some of them dirty like Shabba
Jamaican and Haitian, no matter, they pull up with choppers
All of my niggas got rounds, I spray a new face on you clowns
I got a bitch in the viddy, I gave her the shrimp and the lobster
I put that girl in Givenchy, Versace, I'm feelin' like Shabba
How that bitch so Hollywood, but that bitch livin' in Bompton?
But I be trainin' these hoes, fresh out the boat, yeah
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Bounce to the beat like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
10 gold rings like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me rollin' through like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Ride in the Benz like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Gwan go fuck up the beat like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Bounce to the beat like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Shawty ride with a nigga through the West Coast (Yeah)
Downtown pimp, I done left hoes (Yeah)
My life so good, I done blessed hoes (Yeah)
I might crowd surf on my next show
All of my niggas is trappers
We take the dope on the road
You see that I'm on the corner
We sellin' dope at the shows
You see the ice on my wrist
You see my neck full of gold
Boy, you at home with your girlfriend
I got a house full of hoes
Homie, I stay on the road
I make a play, then I go
I got a house full of cocaine
They wanna play in the snow
Bare foreign jawns thought my name was Shabba (Wha?)
I ain't a fuckery, I ain't a passer (Wha?)
I got a one peng ting that cooks me pasta (Heh?)
I chuck bands in the Benz, chuck ash in the Astra (Easy 'nuff)
Man my gyal wanna gimme goodie good good (Wha?)
But she done told me this hoody too hood (Easy)
My gyal wan' smoke dope in the hood (Wha?)
(Ooh, oh, she got)
I told her hold on, baby, go suck on this wood (Eh)
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Bounce to the beat like Shabba (Ayy)
Somethin' like Shabba
10 gold rings like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me rollin' through like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Ride in the Benz like Shabba (Oh)
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Gwan go fuck up the beat like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Bounce to the beat like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
She wanna shotta (Shotta)
Gyal wanna get with a trapper (Trap)
Blowin' on sense with the grubber (Smoke)
Gold teeth like Shabba (Bling)
Trap boy turned rapper (Trap)
She go down south, then back up (Down)
Man can't, why fuck no slapper (No)
Man pass that ting to my brudda (Eh)
Sent P's to my mother (Mother)
Trap in the street for the guala (Trap)
Man bet' have some manners (Manners)
Tings, yeah, we got lot of (Lotta dem)
Foreign gyal lookin' proper (Proper)
Give her shots like a chopper (Uh)
Bad jawns rollin' up the grams
Wanna love a man like I'm Shabba (Skrrt)
Oh, wait, oh, wait, oh, wait
She seein' gold chains and cocaine (Oh, oh)
Spend coco dance on the dope (Coke)
So a nigga aim that so string (Huh)
I pray a nigga never touch my homie (Nah)
Man down if you touch my homie (Buck, buck)
Man down, man down, man down (Buck, brr)
Lift her up, make her home shake (Buck)
I got the Gs like I'm OJ (Gs)
We servin' P for the cocaine (Coke)
It's up to no ho, oh no way (Uh-uh)
Told the feds I ain't givin' up no names (Nah)
Amnes' coming in plentily
Amnes' coming in loads, ayy
Hand on my friend here put her hand
(Ooh, oh, she got)
On my friend, get toasty
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Bounce to the beat like Shabba (Ayy)
Somethin' like Shabba
10 gold rings like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me rollin' through like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Ride in the Benz like Shabba (Oh)
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Gwan go fuck up the beat like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Bounce to the beat like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Through the street with a bracker (Bracker, brrp)
Low key, gettin' mon' up (Mon' up, mon' up, mon' up)
Smoke ki' like my brother (Brother, boy, boy)
Gold teeth like Shabba (Shabba)
Ring ring, settin' one up (Ring)
OT sellin' packa (Ring)
TU, that's turn up (Ring, ring)
Walked in, front the run up
Uck face tryna uck us
T like, man shut up
Seaside gettin' guala
Gyal give a man uh huh (uh)
Daylights so they stutter
She's callin' me brudda
I told her uh uh
Boom boom in the bedroom
So wet like I broke her bladder
I'm old school like Shabba
Rocko gold like Shabba
Bad bitches they holla
Wanna do man under the covers
Beemer, Bentley or Hummer
Spring, winter or summer
Ring trap, where the runner?
Big strap, need another
Man to hold it up
Big bags, can't fold it
(Ooh, oh, she got)
Section, OHB, better notice
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Bounce to the beat like Shabba (Ayy)
Somethin' like Shabba
10 gold rings like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me rollin' through like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Ride in the Benz like Shabba (Oh)
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Gwan go fuck up the beat like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Bounce to the beat like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Ear Drummers
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
" Gotta Be Ur Man "
Gotta be your man, I gotta be your man
I gotta be your ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-an
Man, I gotta be your man, I gotta be your man
I gotta be your ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-an
Gotta be your man, one, 'cause you look so good
Two, 'cause you look so good
Three, 'cause you look so good, next
Gotta be your man 'cause I know you a bossy chick
I know that me and you talk ish
Won't lie, I kinda like it, yeah
'Cause it's so hard to find somebody like you, girl
With a face and a booty like you, girl
Your qualities are true, girl, ooh, girl
And I promise I wrote this here song for you, girl
The words is talking 'bout you, girl
I ain't lying, this is true, girl, oh, girl
Before you, girl, you, girl
I was always in the club, had every chick, couldn't give it up, girl (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
Before you, girl, you, girl
Before my life was, oh, so crazy 'til I met you (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
Now I gotta be your man, I gotta be your man
I gotta be your man, I gotta be your ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-an
Man, I gotta be your man, I gotta be your man
I gotta be your ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-an
I know you think it's bullshit what I'm saying, girl
But I'm real with what I'm saying, girl
Not just lying tryna get you, girl, yeah
'Cause I can get a lot of chicks, the baddest women on my ish
When it comes to you, I must admit
They ain't got ish on you, girl
'Cause it's so hard to find somebody like you, girl
With a face and a booty like you, girl
Your qualities are true, girl, ooh, girl
And I promise I wrote this here song for you, girl
The words is talking 'bout you, girl
I ain't lying, this is true, girl, oh, girl
Before (Before) you, girl, you, girl
I was always in the club, had every chick, couldn't give it up, girl (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, yeah)
Before (Whoa, oh, oh) you, girl, you, girl
Before my life was, oh, so crazy 'til I met you (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
Now I gotta be your man, I gotta be your man
I gotta be your man (Gotta be), I gotta be your ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-an
Man, I (Now I) gotta be your man (Now I), I gotta be your man (Now I)
I gotta be your ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-an
(Man) I gotta, I gotta, I gotta be your
(Man) I gotta, I gotta, I gotta be your
(Man) I gotta, I gotta, I gotta be your man
I gotta be your man, I, oh, I
Before you, girl, you, girl (Hey)
I was always in the club, had every chick, couldn't give it up, girl (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, whoa)
Before (Before) you, girl, you, girl (Yeah)
Before my life was, oh, so crazy 'til I met you (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
Now I gotta be your man, I gotta be your man (Gotta be your)
I gotta be your man (Gotta be your), I gotta be your ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-an (Oh)
Man, I gotta be your man (Ah), I gotta be your man (Ah)
I gotta be your ma-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-an (Girl, I gotta be your man, ah)
" Gangsta Boo "
Ha ha, what's up ladies?
How y'all doing?
Yeah, I know what y'all need, all of y'all
And that's y'all gangsta boo right, come on
Mm, yeah, huh, yeah
Oh, no, no
It was 6 o'clock on the dot
That's when I seen this cutie, she was chilling at the spot
She was with her girls, I was with my boys
All of a sudden, I asked her to come over and say
"Whaddup, ma, how'd you like to get to know me?
I'm not shy, I'll do anything for you and
I'm that guy, say I pick you up at 8
I promise I won't be late"
'Cause all I ever wanted was someone I could hold on to
Someone who would never break my heart in two
Can I be the one for you?
Let's hang out and let's see
Shawty want a rider (Gangsta boo)
I told her that I'd call her (It's true)
I'm not looking for no love but I think that you're the one
So come on, come on
Shawty want a baller (Gangsta boo)
Someone who can spoil her (It's true)
I'm not looking for no love but I think that you're the one
So come on, come on
I never met no one like you before but I gotta take this chance
'Cause if I don't, I'll never know what this girl is really looking for
I may not have all the money, so who cares?
I may not have all the fancy cars, I'll still be there
But what I have to give you, baby, is so much more
'Cause all I ever wanted was someone I could hold on to
Someone who would never break my heart in two
Can I be the one for you?
Let's hang out and let's see
Shawty want a rider (Gangsta boo)
I told her that I'd call her (It's true, told her that I'd call her)
I'm not looking for no love (Oh) but I think that you're the one
So come on, come on (Come on, girl)
Shawty want a baller (Aw yeah, gangsta boo)
Someone who can spoil her (Oh, it's true, yeah, yeah)
I'm not looking for no love but I think that you're the one
So come on, come on
Hey shawty, you're the one, nice lips, thick hips
Put me on, too tough, come on, girl, break me off
I can't see you with nobody else
Nobody's like young Chris, no
Few cats, hat back, I'm the one (I'm the one)
A few cats tried that, but they're done (They're done)
Come on, baby
Come on, baby, yeah, yeah
Shawty want a rider (Gangsta boo, ah)
I told her that I'd call her, yes I did (It's true, yes, I did)
I'm not looking for no love but I think that you're the one
So come on, come on (Come on, girl)
Shawty want a baller (Aw yeah, gangsta boo)
Someone who can spoil her (It's true, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
I'm not looking for no love (Oh yeah) but I think that you're the one
So come on, come on